Dai Xiyan's hands trembled violently, and at this moment, all the blood and corpses on the phone screen disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
She began to retreat continuously...
At this moment, in her mind, the word "she" was still lingering around, like an unbreakable curse.
Living to this day, Dai Xiyan does not know how many executions of blood writings she has performed. There was even one time when she had to lie in a coffin and be in close contact with a corpse for three hours. Even so, she was not as scared as she is now.
At this moment, she didn't know why, but she was completely sure that the "she" she heard was the word "女".
As for the audience in the live broadcast room, obviously no one heard it.
She started to retreat without hesitation and quickly prepared to escape from here.
Even if she knew that doing so would increase the distance to the core area, she would not hesitate!
Quickly passing through this corridor, she suddenly discovered that the iron door she passed through just now was locked for some reason!
This means that no matter whether you want to or not, you have to move on.
For Dai Xiyan, this is really an extremely bad situation.
For some reason, the fear in her heart kept expanding. She subconsciously had the feeling that "she" would be a terrifying existence that she had never seen before, even surpassing all evil spirits, surpassing the devil, and even surpassing... two...
Hell apartment itself!
This idea is very strange and has no basis at all, but at this time she only has such a strange concept in her mind that she cannot understand: even the apartment cannot restrict "her", let alone ban "her".
In other words, the apartment cannot build a barrier that prevents "her" from entering!
…
The train finally arrived in Z city.
Even at night, there were still a large number of black motorcycle drivers picking up and dropping off passengers around the train station, as well as scantily clad women soliciting guests in various hotels.
Dong Xie and his mother Ziyi were carrying their suitcases. Every few steps they took, someone would come up and recommend their hotel to them.
"Oh, I seem to have seen you somewhere..."
At this time, when they saw Mu Ziyi, they suddenly felt familiar.
Mu Ziyi responded coldly: "I don't know you."
Dong Xie immediately grabbed his mother Ziyi's hand and walked quickly forward.
The wind at night is very cold.
After walking to a nearby road and getting into a taxi, Mu Ziyi suddenly said to Dong Xie: "I'm afraid the entrance to the fourth hell is really not closed."
Dong Xie also felt a little heavy in his heart. When he saw the doll, he had a similar feeling.
"The City of Masks is in a parallel world." Mu Ziyi continued her analysis: "If this is the case, then there will be a certain connection between the entrance to hell and the parallel world."
"Everything is related to the so-called 'she'... right?" Dong Xie had thought of this early: "We are just a little bit close to sealing the fourth entrance to hell."
For Dong Xie, he failed to pull Aning up at that time, which ultimately led to the opening of the third entrance to hell, which was an eternal pain in his heart.
Failure to rescue Ah Ning also pushed the residents of the entire apartment further into hell.
"The fifth entrance to hell is likely to be related to our upcoming competition for a peaceful parallel world apartment." Mu Ziyi can be said to be convinced of this inference, "Think about it, after the fourth entrance is opened, parallel world
The world is connected to our world, isn’t it?”
Dong Xie also felt quite heavy.
What will happen after the fifth entrance to hell is opened?
The only thing that is certain is that all residents will face disaster.
…
When they arrived at the hotel where they were staying, neither of them felt sleepy at all.
"I don't know how Xia Li and Xie Ruoni are doing now..."
After being silent for five minutes, Dong Xie said these words.
Mother Ziyi is still relatively silent.
For her, tonight could be said to be a series of blows.
At this time, Mu Ziyi spoke: "I just posted the photo of the doll on my Weibo."
"ah?"
“Thanks to the hot searches on Weibo, there are many more commenters on my Weibo.”
“You want to use Weibo to find clues?”
"Most of the comments are still scolding." Mu Ziyi looked at the phone screen coldly, "Almost all of them are fans of Li Hanyi. They all called me a murderer, and few people paid attention to the origin of this doll."
"Let me read the comments for you." Dong Xie said quickly: "Just... stop reading... right?"
The atmosphere in the room was still one of continuous silence.
"It's not important." Mu Ziyi shook her head: "I must close the fifth entrance to hell! I must!"
Dong Xie could see that his mother Ziyi's mental state was quite bad now.
After many years, the mainstream view of her on the Internet is still filled with endless abuse. A casual search will reveal a large number of videos of her being evil, and many of her fanfics with unsightly content can be found on Old Ford.
The real murderer Tang Tingtian, no one knows that he is the real murderer of Li Hanyi, no one has ever doubted him, even though he is dead, he is called the eternal national brother on the Internet.
Suddenly, Mu Ziyi felt Dong Xie hugging her from behind.
At this time, Dong Xie saw with his own eyes the vicious comments on Weibo.
"Why didn't the new coronavirus take away the mother Ziyi?"
"Han Yi will die with his eyes open! Does the murderer want to make a comeback in the entertainment industry with the help of financial backers?"
"Resist the murderer from returning to the entertainment industry! The police should resume the investigation as soon as possible!"
"What kind of dolls are you showing off at this time? Can you sleep at night after killing someone?"
Dong Xie snatched the phone away.
"Let me come and see!" He said to his mother Ziyi in an unquestionable tone: "If I have any clues, I will tell you. Ziyi, don't force yourself at this time."
At this time, he noticed that a teardrop began to gather in the corner of Mu Ziyi's eyes.
"purple……"
"When Jiamin died, I was actually very conscious." She tilted her head back slightly, "At that time, someone finally believed that I was not the murderer."
"I believe you." When Dong Xie said these four words, he felt very ashamed in his heart. In the past, he knew nothing about Zi Yi. Just because A Ning was a fan of Li Hanyi, he also made many comments criticizing her.
Post. In fact, even now, many people in the apartment still think that Li Hanyi was killed by his mother Ziyi. The so-called real murderer is Tang Tingtian. Originally, it was Sun Jiamin's one-sided statement without any evidence. Tang Tingtian has always been a clean citizen.
With the image of a younger brother, it is difficult for many people to associate him with drug abuse and murder.
"I want to find Jiamin's sister," Mu Ziyi suddenly changed the topic, "No matter what I do, there is nothing I can do to bring Jiamin back to life."
For Mu Ziyi, the most painful thing was actually Jiamin's death. What's more, Jiamin died in front of her, and if she hadn't turned into a wax figure at that time, she could have been saved.
Hearing this, Dong Xie's heart tightened.
Sun Jiamin's sister is A Ning. And A Ning is also dead.
"I will definitely find it," Mu Ziyi emphasized again: "Jiamin's father has lost a daughter, and one day he will know about it... so..."
For a while, she also started to speak a little incoherently.
When analyzing the words in blood, Mu Ziyi was always eloquent and calm in times of crisis. But when it came to Sun Jiamin, it was completely different.
Under such circumstances, how could Dong Xie have the heart to tell her that the sister she was looking for was also dead? What's more, A Ning's death was equally painful for him.
"You see."
Mu Ziyi lay on the bed and put her hands on her face.
"I'll lie down for a while."
Looking at his mother Ziyi who was exhausted both physically and mentally, Dong Xie didn't know what to say to comfort her for a moment.
After Ah Ning died, he thought he would be in pain for a long time and couldn't get out of it, but now he found...
He really fell in love with his mother Ziyi.
Holding his mobile phone, he quickly checked the Weibo comments and quickly filtered out the content that was not nutritious.
At this moment, suddenly...
A comment caught his eye.
"This doll was made by Baifu, Gusha County, City Z, right?"